[ Poe's back straightened, expression darkening. ]

Yeah, I spend all my fucking time on the network stalking you, that's definitely why I didn't even know who the hell you were until my friends told me about you.

[ He is kind of that unobservant.

He doesn't move, though. He just crosses his arms and stands his ground. He's angry, but mostly he's just really confused - he'd literally had a conversation with a guy that looked exactly like this who was a complete asshole, and - well, now he's meeting this asshole instead. ]

So what, was that some clone bantha shit or something? Or is this just how you treat all your patients, because I've gotta say, I am getting my friends the fuck out of here, if that's the case.